Never. [koby says it with unexpected fervency, even as he’s climbing on top of harry, straddling his waist, warm and flushed and only slightly shivery. the slick inside of his thighs is the only sign he’d shuddered apart on harry’s tongue only moments before – otherwise he’s fresh as a daisy, hair curling where it sticks to his neck, falls over his face.
one hand moves, presses over where harry’s heart beats, palm flat – and it’s accompanied with something, with a nudge into the warmth of the man’s thoughts, his feelings, like an invisible second caress, projecting affection and reassurance and protection, like a shield, like a guardian.]
I’ll take good care of you. And your heart. [said very earnestly, considering he’s pressing the bare curve of his ass back against harry’s hard dick.]
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one hand moves, presses over where harry’s heart beats, palm flat – and it’s accompanied with something, with a nudge into the warmth of the man’s thoughts, his feelings, like an invisible second caress, projecting affection and reassurance and protection, like a shield, like a guardian.]
I’ll take good care of you. And your heart. [said very earnestly, considering he’s pressing the bare curve of his ass back against harry’s hard dick.]